Chapter 263: Blood Alliance

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ian looked at Lea and he raised his head with a disdainful expression, “Our Eagle-owl tribe are birds that fly in the skies and are closer to the Beast Deity than you land beasts. We would never make an empty promise.”

Lea did not mind Ian’s disdainful attitude as he took a small bowl that Gu Mengmeng used for meals with nonchalance before scooping water from the pot of water that had not cooled entirely yet. He pushed it to Ian and said, “I’m the witch doctor of Saint Nazaire, snow fox Lea. If you’re truly intending on seeking refuge from us, I’ll represent Saint Nazaire to establish a blood alliance with you. From now onwards, there would be no Eagle-owl tribe on this world and only a stronger Saint Nazaire. How about that?”

Ian’s expression changed. Witch doctor was a holy job that could communicate with the Beast Deity, and he even belonged to the snow fox tribe…

Ian frowned, concluding a blood alliance with this kind of person implied that he was not allowed to go back on it. Now, his one decision would concern the future fate of his entire Eagle-owl tribe. Could Saint Nazaire… really be relied on?

Lea was not at all impatient as he maintained his light smile and said, “If I didn’t get it wrong, the Eagle-owl tribe must have reached the end of the rope already, right? Or else the all-along arrogant Birds tribe would never be willing to give up on their tribe name in search for help. I guess that your fellow tribesman can’t sustain until you find a second tribe that’s willing to share food with all of you… and, in the entire Beast World, there’s no other tribe that has enough food to share with your tribe.”

Ian’s worries were clearly spot-on and he frowned even more, closing his lips tightly to not talk again. Foxes were cunning and snow foxes were especially gifted in guessing one’s heart. He could not disclose any other information because that would only make him seem more passive in this bargain.

Lea did not mind Ian’s defense either as he just continued, “A tribe without a female, what other results would it have other than vanishing subsequently? Joining Saint Nazaire is the most beneficial choice at the moment for all of you. Besides being able to last through this harsh cold, all of you will also be ensured of having enough edible food every winter. If you’re lucky enough, you can still mate with a female in our tribe and give birth to cubs. Of course, you can reject us and fly even higher. The tribe leader and I will not be able to stop you and will also not stop you. We’re just pitying a tribe for not existing after this winter…”

After Lea finished speaking, he stared at Ian and gave him a pitiful look.

Ian clenched his fists and answered, “We can conclude a blood alliance but I want to sign it with your tribe leader.”

Lea raised his brow and chin, saying, “If you don’t want to sign, so be it. But don’t blame me for not reminding you that if you miss the chance to join us, when other Birds tribes join Saint Nazaire next year, for all of you to come again… it would not be that easy.”

Ian looked at Elvis who was standing behind Lea, not talking since the start. He was just standing there quietly and did not even emit any strong pressure but Ian could still clearly feel his strength.

Saint Nazaire?

Ian savored this name and looking at the pair who had outstanding teamwork in front of him, with one in the dark and one in the light. Would this kind of tribe leader and witch doctor be able to bring Eagle-owl tribe to a brighter future?

“Alright, I’ll sign it.” Ian nodded before plucking one of the two feathers behind his ear to hand it to Lea.

Lea used the feather to prick his own finger and drip blood into the bowl. When the blood met the snow water, the mixture gave off a dark rose color. Lea stained the feather with some blood water before poking it between Ian’s eyebrows, drawing a blood-red dot on him. The blood alliance was then established.